There was nothing in sight but then, something found me. I was walking for thirty-three long hours without any food, the river was flowing from head to toe; exhaustion was in my head; the jar was filled up to the brim. My head was about to explode, but when I saw that hotel, I told myself it is what it is, and I entered through the back door.

The restaurant was relatively full. I don't like places with people, animals, or anything that has a soul. I didn't understand their gibberish. It was a fruity, sweet-smelling room. I did not like it, but it is my habit of not liking things and I like habits. It makes me realistic, and disciplined, but most importantly, it keeps me sane.

I sat at a table. My head was spinning, like rats playing poker, and I was hungry, like rats playing poker get hungry. I did not wanted to eat there, but I told myself it is what it is. I ordered something. I don't remember what. The waiter was fairly slim, a feeble one with pale skin. He was good-looking, or maybe not; I don't remember, but I liked his stature.

When the food was served, the waiter at the other table winked at me. I felt like vomiting on that plate and on his face, but I ate that slimy snail. I don't know how much time passed before I felt my legs returning to me after being chopped down and eaten by a group of cannibals.

When I looked up again, some faces were changed; most of them were.

I saw two people with full coats and round caps in their hands, talking authoritatively to an attendee, and behind them was a sign that said: “Beware of Vampires and Dogs.”

I thought at that time that this couldn’t be true, that they were only imaginary creatures in the books, created by lonely people sitting so long in the same place that they don't know anything other than writing and waiting for someone to read their shitty book.

Without a second thought, I got out of that place.

I wish I had taken that sign more seriously. I wish I had been more careful, so I would not have been in this situation; lying in a dog's piss and making small talk to a vampire, but now it is what it is.

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